. Wives! Gods, it still felt weird to think of Chirp as a wife.That mental image was why he scowled at June. “I think you still could have at least ...een a tiny bit more polite...” He paused, seeing her expression. “ ... I mean, you have to be at ... least ... once in...” He trailed off. “You’ve never been polite, ever, have you?”“Oh, glorious Unconquered,” June said, her voice full of false supplication. “Do you think I’m being a mite rude because I think trying to get a millennia old ship out. Our watchers had taken their cue from me and realized that your tits could take heavy punishment, old painter had hold of your right nipple and pulled your tit so hard it almost lifted you off me. You now had six hands, aside from your own, running over your body, grabbing, pulling, rubbing…all over your oiled, slippery skin. The old painter returned his hand to his cock and pushed it towards you…you grabbed it eagerly and began to suck the head, hungrily running your tongue over him. His cock. "We went up one floor to a room and there they had a makeup artist who put stuff on my face, checked over the ladies and made sure that they looked good as well. We were then seated in the room while 'New Boss' ran off to do what 'New Bosses' do. An engineer came in and put a mic on me then tried to help the girls with their mics.We relaxed, or at least that is what we supposed to do, all I could do was sit there. I was scared to death. I hope that I didn't make a fool of myself."Ok, time to. Every flick of my fingers send a tremble through me. Every motion of my hand makes my body move with desire. You invade me, seduce me. I want you so much. I need you so much. I imagine you there, you're sharp in my mind.I spread my thighs wider. The hot water pushes me on, making me more aware of you. I fuck myself, wanting it to be you, feeling as if it is you. My fingers slide faster over my clit, circling around and around. I step back slightly and rest against the tiled wall, my legs are.